"I wont let him near me" Well famous last words and before I knew it, the two of them were clearly into each other. One time I caught him grabbing her...ass as if to feel those creamy thighs of hers. She didn't resist. I was green with jealousy and went to chat with the man. His name was Mike and when I discussed the fact that this was my wife he was dancing with, he told me that I might as well give her to me now, that by the end of the night he would have her!! Then he laughed and told me he. Kate lay on the floor and Wanda got on top of her facing in the opposite direction. Each had their head between the other's legs and their mouths close to the other's pussy. They started by using their fingers to spread the other's labia and start rubbing each other's clits. You could tell by the sounds that they were making that they were both enjoying the feeling. At the same time, they started sliding a finger in and out of the other's fuck hole. After doing that for a little while they. No one else was around. A penciled note lay near my left knee. Tuesdays and Thursdays, is all it said. I don’t remember how I made it home, collapsing on my bed fully clothed, sleeping for hours. I awoke feeling ravaged, dirty - and suddenly very scared. God, please don’t let me have gotten something bad from those men, I pleaded. I’ll never do that again. I promise. Please. Randy called two days later and told me his class had been extended for a week due to a noted chef visiting the school. I wondered what coming next as the hand squeeze usually means a serious talk. “Baby,” she said, “before Chris left this morning, we were talking about me and you and how I forbid you my body.” “Yes,” I said, “carry on.” My heart was racing as she continued. “I told Chris that it started as a sex buzz for me,” Carole replied, “but as it got longer and longer that I denied you my body, the thought of making love with you or letting you see me naked actually made me feel sick.” I could feel her.